Book 5: Max at the Mighty Market
One Saturday morning, Max’s mom shook him gently awake. “Come on, sleepyhead,” she whispered. “Today is market day.” Max rubbed his eyes and remembered. Every Saturday, they went to the…
One Saturday morning, Max’s mom shook him gently awake. “Come on, sleepyhead,” she whispered. “Today is market day.” Max rubbed his eyes and remembered. Every Saturday, they went to the…
One Saturday morning, Max’s grandma came to visit with a big smile and a small box wrapped in brown paper. “I brought you something special, Max,” she said. Max unwrapped…
One spring afternoon, Max was playing in his backyard when he noticed something small and fuzzy moving from flower to flower. He knelt down to look closer. A bee with…
Max was a boy full of questions. One sunny morning, watching his neighbor walk a barking dog, he asked his mom, “Can we have a pet?” His mom smiled, put…